*a girl named mikka robelle sison claveria*

it's now 9pm, and it was just minutes since mikka left going home. she came around due to my request to talk to her in person (since she was requesting too, last wednesday) and "talk time" was limited (how labo). i miss mikka every now and then, and it friggin' sucks. i just can't say that i can "move on" all because i can feel that she's already miles away from the elitistas when the fact is she's just a 30-minute ride away. sigh. talks are so limited, but i'm happy she's around. i miss mikka so much. so THE HELL to those who ask "sino na pinalit mo sa mikka anak mo?" for the record: ANO KA, TANGA?! NAPAPALTAN BA ANG ANAK?!! err... stewpeed ah.


anyway, let's just stick around and see what'll happen to *xviii*. this is a bad case of infatuation. haha. kiss me freak.ü

love the world.
~*princessa